Sorry I didn't update last week, I was tired from school everyday and by the time I woke up from my nap, it was nine at night and I never got up the energy to edit the next chapter. So here this one is, the assault on the Legion base. I'm sorry that it is shorter than the normal ones, but the next chapter will be longer to make up for it. Just the rapid changing of events would throw people off if I added this to the last or next chapter.

Well, enough of my rambling, here is the next installment of Vulpine Wizard

Chapter 5 - A chore

The task was a tedious chore. The upside is I got an assault carbine out of the deal that will be replacing my older assault rifle due to its faster fire rate and compact size. I mostly used my sniper to pick off all the ants from the catwalks and flipped the switches when I found them, It wasn't that interesting or hard to be honest. I just couldn't get close or I had to stab them in their ugly faces with my knife.

Some got some good pinches in on my jacketed arms, but they died before it did more than bruise me. Minor annoyances and little scares when an ant the size of a large dog lunges at me aside, they were easy to kill in a rather short amount of time thanks to my load out.

When everything is clear and the ants are dead, I go down and steal about twenty rockets. I have to get a separate bag for the rockets, but that is just something else I take. I can always sell the explosives and they won't miss them. Along the way, I read some of their manuals for weaponry. I focus the entire read to imprint the text in my mind. If I remember every detail of me killing the thugs in Primm along with every surgery, I can remember doing, I'll remember a book if I read through it. I may not have done it before, but there is a first time for everything. I also steal the books as they are too long for a ten minute read as well as numerous. Call it payment for the job.

I leave the room and walk out of the tunnel, thinking over the book I started to read. I can remember the details in perfect clarity, so I guess if I get more textbooks, I can read them to know them better. I should do the medical text too, so I never forget any of the little details of my chosen craft not that I ever will with how many times I've flipped through the text as well as copying each down two times for Arcade. The other copy went to Julie so she can learn from them too.

I see the solar panels for the base are broken ahead of me, so I repair them with magic while I'm in the area. It was easy as they only has a few broken panels and the pieces were right under it. Morons probably blew something up nearby and rubble fell on them. Now it's more than just point and will them back together. I have advance knowledge in the working of electricity and solar engineering thanks to having to fix up my bike all the times it takes a bullet or I slam into a rock from a bad jump. This also got me proficient in repairing vehicles in general, but thanks to the skills, repairing a simple series of panels is an afterthought.

I head back to Pearl, the leader of the Boomers to report in when I hear a woman call out from above me, "Stranger! Come here!" Looking over, I see a guard on the tower, looking down at me in her bomber outfit. I walk up the boards to her and lean against one of the poles supporting the roof, waiting to see what she wants. "You're outside this place a lot, well with you being an outsider and all... We have been having issues with our supply of missiles now that the generator room has been eaten by those little sunsabitches. I will pay you twenty caps for every missile you bring or have on you."

Am I that shady? To sell them their own missiles back... I am, to be honest with myself. Hell, I'm starting a war for my own gain. "I have twenty on me now from a raid on a ruined factory. I was looking for a place to sell them before I came here, but never got around to the Gun Runners." The woman's face lights up like Christmas came early and she shoves a sack of caps into my hand and I give her the rockets. I'm actually quite happy to get rid of them because twenty rockets are quite heavy, especially lugging them around everywhere.

Walking back to Pearl once more, I enter and ask her, "Have I done enough? Oh, I fixed the solar panels while I was over there. You really need to clean them too."

Pearl nods to me. "Go speak with Loyal in the hanger about our dream." Raising my eyebrow at her, I do as she says to learn that their dream is to raise a fallen bomber from a lake. I somehow without saying a word, am given some flotation devices and the detonator, then thrown out of the hanger to go raise it. Blinking at the darkness around me, I shrug and pull on my goggles from around my neck.

The trip to the lake was uneventful to be honest. I saw a few lakelurks, but a high-caliber sniper round took care of those persistent buggers. I check my map again before cloaking all my gear I had to take off for fear of water damage. Which is everything, but my pants and knife. It is too dark for my ears and tail to be seen and it is nice to let them be free while moving around.

I dive into the lake and easily spot the giant bomber at the bottom. I attach the floaters and come up just as I run out of air in my lungs. It took a bit to wire those bastards to the metal. I climb back onto the dock and hit the detonator. I hear a muffled explosion as I put back on my gear, little bubbles litting me know where the bomber is. I see the bomber surface, so I hop back onto my bike and drive through the rest of he night into the sunset back to the hangers.

I inform Pearl of the job done just as the sun peeks over the horizon. Why was this such a hard task? I mean, I did it in one night solo while they have an entire crew! "Planes floating. It's all ready to go ma'am. Are you in?" She smiles at me and nods. "Good. I need to sleep. I'll contact you in some manner when the day comes to fight. Good day." I yawn as I leave and pick a spot under the guard tower to take an eight-hour nap.

I spend the next five days traveling around to find the Cottoncove. House forgot to tell me where the way to the fort is, so I had to find it out myself by interrogating some Legionaries I capture. There are bands of the scum everywhere on the side roads. Once they saw that I wielded magic with a flick of my wrist, they spilled everything and rambled about gods or something. From what I can understand with their accented Latin, they think of me as Mars due to my magic piercing a large boulder. It was just a show of power to get them scared, but now they worship me, calling me the father of Caesar. Once I knew everything, I used this "Godly" power to end their lives in an instant. Weirdos, the lot of them.

I arrive just as night falls. Crawling up the ridge was a treat as I almost rolled down the hill on multiple occasions until I got right above the outpost. Using my vision and focus, I easily dispatch everyone in the cove without anyone noticing thanks to the darkness and lack of noise. I love this rifle so much!

I walk my way down the hill with my carbine on my shoulder, but no one comes out of the building. "Help us!" I hear the slaves I spotted from the ridge yell. I discharge a round into their lock and pull the gate open. The family dashes out of the cage and away. "God bless you!" They call back as they sprint away together without even looking back. I don't really care.

I take the boat to the Fort which is just down river if my info is correct. At the dock, I have a close call with the guards, but I was able to banish my knife and a hunk of wood at them before they raised the alarm. I use my sniper to take down any guards patrolling the posts and pistol once I get to the camps. A sniper is not too useful in close quarters after all. The Legions are arrogant as they have what would be lacking for a skeleton crew on guard for their camp.

It was almost anti-climatic as I cut my way into the people's tents like how I worry about what will happen to me at the Followers and slit the Legions' throats in their sleep. I barely make a noise as I end one life after another, only using my sniper on the guard towers. I must have killed at least a hundred-something people in three hours and no one but the slaves I release even saw me. It wasn't even that hard thanks to a little magic! Sure there were a few close calls, but a spell or two fixed that along with my cloaking spells to hide from patrols. I even kill the supreme leader just by shooting his guards with my M9 and executing him without even waking him up from his sleep! The leader of a nationwide force slept through his base's execution.

As the thought of just what I did comes to me, I fall to my knees in the middle of the dead camp. I just killed all these people and I don't care. I don't care that my hands are almost as bloody as Voldemort. Something wet comes out of my face as I stare at the bloody knife and gun in my hands. How can I just not care that I killed people as young as thirteen in their sleep? I mean, I just killed child soldiers! The worst part was I'm not even upset about my actions, I'm upset on how I respond to them!

I hear a scuffle of feet in front of me and see a little girl, no older than five, holding a teddy bear to her chest. "Mister, are you okay?" She asks me in an innocent little voice. The girl is garbed in some burlap sack with dirt everywhere. The teddy bear is missing a leg and part of an eye from age.

I give her my doctor's grin and nod. "Don't lie! Mama says never to lie!" The girl scolds me in the way only children can. Man, kids could always see through my smile. Observant little devils they are.

I chuckle at the innocent little one that I freed from her cage along with the rest of the slaves. "Alright. I am not okay, but you should get going with the rest. Head over to the Followers, say the Singing Doctor sent you and they will help you guys. Okay?" The little girl nods. I give her a more heartfelt smile and wave my hand at her teddy bear. The bear grows a new leg and eye from all the dirt on it, making it look as good as new. The girl squeaks and after examining the new bear, she gives me a beaming grin and scurries off to the rest of the fleeing slaves. The girl clings to an older woman who gives me a teary smile before dashing off to the boats

Wiping my eyes with my bloody sleeve, I tighten the grip I have on my weapon and head into the weather station of the fort in front of me. I find a slot that look like it is made for the poker chip in one of the consoles. I slide the poker chip into the slot and go down the stairs into the bunker it unlocks.

I see Mr. House's face fill up the screen. "Good. Now, in the room marked Systems Room, there will be a console. Upload the data onto the chip and it will upgrade my army." I nod and take the trip slow. The turrets are dangerous, but as they sweep the room, they expose a little module on their back that is their targeting AI, so once that's gone, they destroy anything around them which includes the other turrets. All I have to do is wait and pick off the damaged turret that makes it through the fight.

I get to the system room quickly and insert the chip into the console. The room rumbles and I see a confirmation window on the console. I take the chip and quickly leave. I head back to Cottoncove by boat and then using my hidden bike, I go to where the stupid robot has marked where the keycode is. I should have gotten the code before I met House like I said, but it was easier just to go there before he suspected anything.

House dies when I get back and he will not see it coming if I have anything to say about it. This just cements the plan. The man wanted me to work for this scum to get the codes and that is unforgivable.

I will finally use my invisibility spell for something and not just my cloaking one. The tool factory had an insane amount of traps, but that was it. The sentries there have already been taken down by time. The traps were easy to dismantle with how much I already know about messing with things. To fix something with magic is to understand it enough to fix what is broken for free.

I find the keycode in the manager's desk and I get back to Vegas as the sun falls. I enter the elevator and then cast my spell. My body disappears into nothing, which is very disorienting as I can't see the hands in front of my face. The elevator opens and I slowly make my way to the computer under the stairs I saw on my first visit. I type the code in and the wall next to me descends. I enter the room and find the next door while avoiding the soldier faced security bot. I don't even want to think about what their upgrade will do to me if I am found.

I enter a large room with a capsule on the end. Looking inside, I see an old man hooked up to all these machines , I press the barrel of my suppressed pistol to the glass and pull the trigger. The old man doesn't even shift as he dies. I sneak back out of the casino and to the Lucky 38 without any problem what so ever. The man's death was truly nothing special, even going into my list of most easy kills to be honest. Bunny stealer was harder to kill because for him, it took at most nine bullets to put him down, but to be fair, the man probably had more drugs in his system than blood.

Going to Benny's suite, I find the robot and I tell him, "House is dead. The Boomers are on our side."

"Wonderful! I'll go and upload myself on the mainframe! Today is the day, Yes Man completes his goal!" The helpful security bot zips away and I go meet him at the hotel penthouse. He sticks a cable from his chassis into House's computer and the robot dies. The error message that was on the screen when I walked in becomes a familiar smiley face. "I'm in. Now with all the access to my files, we are ready to take Hoover dam. Isn't that wonderful?!"

I nod at the thing. "Okay. Get ready and start stockpiling weapons, send all the bots that can be spared out to man hunt the Legion assassin groups I've been hearing about. If any NCR patrols are found, make sure to scout them out before attempting to kill them, take the radio operators out first. We attack when everything is ready and weak. OH, Go by the Great Khan's valley and kill them all in the dead of night. Don't worry about patrols, but I want the balk dead."

"That sounds like a plan intruder! The message has been sent out! Return when you wish to attack! I'd advise at least a year or more. The Legion attacks the dam which will also be pushed back due to your and soon to be our activities, which gives us an extra few months!" Yes Man tells me with the constant lift in his voice. The robot is growing on me I must say.

I ride my bike back to the followers and put it back into my tent. As I start setting up my room, Arcade comes in. "Hey Fox."

I sigh out, "Hey Master. How has the time I've been gone been?" I set out some of my knick nacks, but I keep most in my bag so I don't lose them anywhere.

We banter back and further and Arcade sounds happy that the legion are dead. "While I do like violence, I think that was too much for one person to do on their own. Great job, but next time ask for some help. Killing that many people is never good on your mind." I have to agree with the man. I do feel more than a little disgusted with myself.

I put on a mischievous smile as I reply, "How about next time I need to take on an army that size, I'll take you along for some back up?" The man takes a quick step back, shaking his hands in front of himself with wide-eyes.

"Hell to the No, Foxy! Take Beatrix if you need help!" Arcade nearly shrieks as he makes his escape back to the end tent, trying to toss the job to the resident drunken ghoul cowgirl. The ghoul that we have had to detox more times than we care for, but she is an experienced hand in fighting, so it's not too bad. The tent is where he is conducting his research after yelling at one too many patients for the month like always. We aren't even that far into it yet too. Only about ten to fifteen days in. The man is hopeless at social interaction.